Every once in awhile I like to clean out my car. And by once in awhile, I mean pretty much never; I hate cleaning. Sorry, mom. But today I was reading a THREAD about the different ways people wanted to kill me, and figured now was a perfect time to get the fuck away from the computer for a minute and do something that doesn't involve getting gutted and "throwing my liver up against the wall until it explodes."

As I was going through the water bottles, leftover Del Taco, nickles and CDs under the driver's seat, I found my old "Blackout" mixed CD with the original 12 tracks, the 3 bonus songs and the leaked extras.

It brought me back to the days where I would listen to the music and enjoy it, unlike "Circus" where I listen and in the back of my mind know it was forced and rushed to make a quick buck. It brought me back to the days where Britney was a free spirit (don't twist this around) and the days where I wasn't reviewing restraining orders and defamation law suits.

THAT was music. It was art. It was creativity. It was epic.

This era is just un-fuckin-believable. Guess that's just the way the cookie crumbles...

Truly a 3-ring circus indeed.

And if I end up needing a liver transplant in the near future, I'll let y'all know. And yes, my car is clean! For now.